Callous

You cried and you cried and you cried wolfSo it took me a minute to understandThat you really were hurt badThat day you deeply cut your handAnd then that look that you gave meSent me rushing through guilt's doorI'd already started to feel callousLike I really should care more

It was my work that kept me uprightSo you called it a crutchWhile I drifted offInto dreams of such and suchAnd by the time we'd come full circleWe knew exactly what to doJust keep looking at the triangleInstead of what it's pointing to

But you can't will yourself happyYou can't will your cunt wetYou can't keep standing at the stationPretending you're being metYou can't wear a sign that says 'yours'When that ain't what you get

It flows and flows away from meMy love is a streamYour love is a vaudeville showSo charming and obsceneWe both had our momentsWe both had our funAnd then I hated to prove 'em all rightAll those who said I'd run

But you can't will yourself happyYou can't will your cunt wetYou can't keep standing at the stationPretending you're being metYou can't keep wearing a sign that says 'yours'